5th Grade

Last night, Eric and I were making our dinner, in this case, Salad Nicoise. You know, with tuna and tiny potatoes and olives and lettuce and stuff, all tossed with a lemon-olive oil vinaigrette. In passing, in some foolish reference to something, I said the words, “tuna pie.”

We both looked at each other and giggled like prurient 5th graders. How funny is that!!!